Thud, thud, thud!
Before her, a colossal ape-like statue patrolled the mountains, wielding a club the size of a pillar.
Without a word, Mo Zhi raised her homemade bow and aimed at the giant, shooting an arrow.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
A pale blue health bar appeared in the upper left corner of her vision. A few arrows later, the giant's health had been chipped away slightly.
"Hey, the health bar appeared!"
Mo Zhi immediately perked up. The Fourth Catastrophe might not be good at anything else, but when it came to creatures with health bars, she was utterly fearless.
Stung, the giant stopped its patrol, turned sluggishly, and slowly lumbered towards Mo Zhi.
A certain bug had caught its attention.
"If it dares turn, I'll dare to hit its face, heh!"
Mo Zhi drew her bow and shot a few more arrows.
Soon, her spare arrows ran out. The giant had lost no more than a twentieth of its health, barely a scratch!
At the same time,
The giant's club swung down.
Oh my!
Mo Zhi scrambled out of the way, narrowly dodging the blow. However, due to her proximity, she was hit by a shower of debris.
A red health bar appeared in the lower right corner.
"Whoa!"
"So I have a health bar too."
Mo Zhi rubbed her injured calf. The impact from the debris, weakened by the 10% pain reduction, felt like a tingly massage.
Without her bow, Mo Zhi picked up the Sword of Yesteryear and began to "trim the giant's feet."
Then, she circled the giant, looking for an opening.
It was large, and also very clumsy.
As long as she wasn't flattened by the club, Mo Zhi's current health could withstand the blows.
However,
After circling for a good twenty minutes, "trimming the toenails" until sparks flew, she hadn't even managed to bring down a tenth of the giant's health.
Mo Zhi deflated like a pricked balloon.
"Do I have to trim its feet until tomorrow morning?"
She plopped down on the ground, tossing the Sword of Yesteryear aside. Let it do whatever it wanted; she needed a break.
It was too damn tiring. Even after undergoing reinforced training, she couldn't handle half an hour of continuous high-intensity swings to trim the giant's feet.
'Is it angry? Not angry.'
'It seems I can't damage it further after a certain point. Its health has been stuck at one-tenth for the last ten minutes.'
'At this point, you need a Stormcaller Greatsword!'
'Fnndp!!'
...
Many of the viewers were veteran Dark Souls players. Upon seeing the giant, they immediately thought of the colossus in the City of Sin, and various jokes and memes started flooding in.
"Indeed, trimming the feet of a giant is the most foolish approach."
Mo Zhi patted her backside and stood up, preparing to bend down and pick up her sword.
At that moment,
Sunlight shone on the Sword of Yesteryear lying on the ground, and a pale blue light flared.
[Raise the long sword and reflect the light onto the giant to reveal its weak point.]
"Only the storm can fell the great tree?"
"Fnndp!!"
Seeing the prompt light up before her, Mo Zhi's spirits soared. "Who said you need a special weapon to fight a giant?"
She picked up the Sword of Yesteryear, quickly put distance between herself and the giant, stopped, found the right angle, and used the principle of reflection to direct sunlight onto the giant.
The next second, all the light slowly converged, gradually shifting its focus onto the giant.
From its lower leg to its shoulder, all the light points eventually gathered around the giant's head.
"No way?!"
Mo Zhi's brow furrowed deeper than an eighty-year-old grandmother's wrinkles. "This thing is at least thirty stories tall, right?"
"And I have to climb onto its head while it's moving and focus the weak point there?"
"This t/
...
Some viewers felt a pang of sympathy, but most were there for the spectacle, enjoying the show.
Mo Zhi eventually climbed to the giant's head. At the crown, there was a massive inscribed array.
This must be the giant's vital spot.
She hesitated for a moment, then gripped the Sword of Yesteryear tightly.
At this point, the giant still had half its health remaining.
Mo Zhi fiercely thrust her sword into the giant's crown!
Screeeech—!!
"Roaaar—!!"
A surge of vital energy washed over her. The giant's health bar visibly depleted.
Honestly, Mo Zhi herself could hardly believe how easy this giant was to defeat.
Apart from a few times when it threw her off its back, the difficulty wasn't high.
Screeeech, screech, screech!!
Mo Zhi thrust a few more times. The giant's screams began to subside; it was already very weak.
"For Valdar!!"
"I'm sorry!!"
Finally, Mo Zhi raised her butcher's knife high and ended the giant's life, which was clinging to a thread of health.
"Roar..."
With a final hiss, the giant collapsed.
At the most inappropriate moment, sad background music began to play. Furthermore, the scene of the giant falling seemed to be deliberately slowed down, presented to everyone's eyes from a god's-eye perspective.
Mo Zhi couldn't hold back!
"Designer, you have no heart!"
Just as Mo Zhi was feeling sorrowful, an accident occurred!
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